Kookie's Maknae {J.Jk}

22

I signed the discharge papers then handed the pen to the nurse. 

"Take care of yourselves." She smiled, so I smiled back. I folded what is left of Eunha's clothes and zipped her suitcase. All I have to do is wait for my little girl to return from getting her her lesions disinfected.

A doctor knocked on the frame, shooting me a gentle smile.  "Jeon Jungkook?"

"Yeah?"

"Jiwon is awake."

I found myself on the floor above. She smiled brightly when she saw me. Her eyes shiny probably due to the tears she is refusing to let fall.  "Kookie, is Baek Eunha alive, she's okay?"

My fingers connect with hers to calm her panic.  "She's fine, Jiwon. Thanks to you, but you could have died."

"But I didn't, thats what matters."

I licked my lips to contain myself. I'm so mad that she is relatively calm. How can she be this relaxed?  "Jungkook I took her for ice cream when I shouldn't have, this is my fault."

"Was she upset?"

Her mouth shuts close.  "Thats a yes, you should have let her be upset over it. She needs to learn."

"She's small, Jungkook."

Jiwon dragged her hands up and down her face.

Eunha knows how to manipulate already for something she wants. She knows how to test me and crawls under my skin. And the others too. So I've set that the rule that if she asks somebody for something then to tell me first. No matter the situation I'm in, and if I can't then they have authority to properly scold.

"I guess it doesn't matter. Eunha is no longer allowed to tour with me until she's older. When I get to Signapore my mother will pick her up there and travel back home. Its all arranged." This stunned Jiwon beyond belief.

There was an uncomfortable silence between us for about three minutes. Now I could see the guilt creeping on her face.  "I can't tell you how sorry I am." I raised my hand,  "Shit happens every once in a while. It's for the best." I caressed her hand in mine and kissed it gently.

"Focus on getting better, Jiwon. And we'll see each other soon."

I smiled brokenly, before leaving the floor. She will not be completely by herself, her father is on his way here so then they'll go home too. What a shit storm.

Approximately a day later we landed in Signapore. The members were ushered to the van, while I remained in the airport lounge to find my mother. With half of the staff and security with me it was hard to spot her. Though she spotted me.

"Hi Kookie."

"Eomma," we embraced for what felt like years. Her smile is a cure to my sadness, usually, though today it isn't working. I sling Eunha's bag and suitcase her toward my mother. "There's numbing ointment in her bag for the scrapes just in case she is in pain. And that's it." It hurts to swallow, I'm barely hanging on.

My mother cups my cheeks and with her thumbs she wipes my tears. "Don't cry, Kookie."

"It feels like I'm abandoning her."

"You're not abandoning anyone. This is for both of you."

I press my fingers to my eyelids just to get a grip. "Appa?" I hear Eunha call from behind me. "Yes, good looking?"

For once she didn't react to me calling her something. The look on her face is the embodiment of guilt. Her hands are to her chest guiltily hugging her bunny rabbit and pouting. Its like she knows she's leaving.

"Baby whats wrong?" I crouched in front of her. Her doe-like eyes land on me full of tears. "I sowy."

"What?"

"...I sowy." She repeated, carefully craning her neck to see the security and head of staff. I saw in their faces that they felt like shit and were showing it. I bring her to my chest, truly not knowing what to say. "You're such a doll. Don't you worry Eunha, you'll be safe at home and I'll call every night."

Eunha nods.

"Okay, be a good girl. Bye mom." I give her quick hug.

I waited for them to disappear into the terminal before I could finally breathe again.

In the car I literally laid against the window with the rest of the members caressing my hair or patting my arm. They were surprised of BigHit's decision to prohibit Eunha from attending concerts.

It's the equivalent of a ban.

At least one good thing I can do again now that Eunha isn't here is sleeping only on my boxers. People that sleep with clothes are something else because sleeping almost naked is elite. But I started wearing pjs to sleep after Toodles figured out how to climb out of her crib and slip in bed with me. It's a result that I find it strange to sleep semi naked with her beside me and that she is very cold most of the time and freezes my bare back.

Though either way if I wear a shirt, she manages to crawl inside it when I sleep on my side.

"Touch it," I heard somebody whisper. 

I'm too tired to open my eyes so I decide not to move. Though my arm resting behind my head has made it numb and all I feel is a million ants.

I can feel the comforters being pulled down to my stomach. The cool temperature of the suite giving me goosebumps. A sharp pain mixed with pleasure washed over me after my nipples were pinched. My eyes open like a vampire after night falls. Jin and Jimin are pinching my nipples between the pads of their fingers.  

I kick both my legs up to hit them, then bring the comforter up to my neck.  "Can you not?"

"Since you're awake, can you make breakfast with us?" 

I blinked several times,  "you woke me so I can make breakfast?!" 

"Help a brother out, I can't cook well." Jimin laughed.

I hate these guys in the morning, I don't think I've stated it enough. They weren't going to let me stay down so I got dressed and strolled to the kitchen. RM is somewhere getting more snacks with the crew so we decided to make breakfast for rest of us at the moment. I want to make omelette so Jin was on the eggs and I'm preparing the other ingredients.

The stove on and a pan on the fire, I reached for the oil bottle and started to squeeze it. Nothing came out. Puzzled, I squeezed harder, grunting in the mids of it. At this point, Hobi, Taehyung and Jimin are watching me struggle.

"Give me that for a second." Jin takes the oil from my hands then takes the cap off. The bottle is sealed brand new. Jin and I frowned heavily, the Kahoot music playing in my mind.

The poker face the guys gave us indeed inspired some chuckles out of me. "Wow we dumb." Jin cackles silently. "It's the morning brain cells." Jimin says. I only reciprocate the giggle, I'm not in the mood.

I break an egg against the pan and then let it fry, before breaking another one, though I hit it too hard and shattered on to the floor. "Oh my fucking gaaaaawwd." I shrieked at the top of my lungs. It frightened Tae and Hobi out of their trances. "Calm down, Kookie."

"I'm completely calm." Through gritted teeth the responses came out as a growl.

Yoongi just woke up and walked over to join the three on the counter. "Why didn't you wake him up to make breakfast?" I asked rather dryly. Jiming contorted his face, "because you're usually up early making breakfast for Eunha?"

"Ooohhh oh I get it, so I HAVE to be up even though she's not here. I make breakfast for you all anyway!" I aggressively stir the omelette now very annoyed at Jimin's attitude. Its like he's teasing but doesn't know when to shut up.

"Is that why you're pissy and never have enough energy to do anything with us?"

"Hey, that's enough." Jin barked at Jimin. What they don't know is how I'm fuming right now.

"What did you say?"